I'm a bad hypochondriac. Right now I feel sure that I have a brain tumor. I probably don't, given my history. The thing is I'm so depressed right now I want to kill myself. I'm scared of having a deadly brain tumor WHILE I WANT TO DIE. How does this even make sense?! I don't know what to do or who to talk to. If I were capable of laughter, I'd laugh. It's so ridiculous.